That, at least, has some meaning to her. She understands the idea of heart, of how important it can be and how it can affect the world around them. Heart, as cliché as it sounds, is at the truth of all things. Battles are won with heart, as is love. Peace is found by heart, as is strength. Never forget that had been one of the first things Master Yashio had told her. Her tears, still falling, slacken significantly and she nods once. She also has no doubt that if she was grabbed up, Takeshi, Merrill, Haruka, Hayato, and others would not just sit around.

“I’m just…I’m afraid of a war. I know it’s coming. It feels so…inevitable. Just, what if you’re wrong? Not about me. I won’t…I refuse, I’ll fall on my own sword before I become something like that. But Gigas is full of trained soldiers. We’ve…been lucky before. But for how long?”

This, as much as anything personal, is her real fear. She’s no soldier. She knows that. Her confidence is shaken at best, foundation crumbling at worst, after Sanctuary. That had been bad. So very, very bad.